Poetic Interlude XII

I am thinking of vessels, my love;

Things that contain.

You will know that this is because

The overflowing of your given love has begun

And I cannot bear to waste a drop.

I am thinking of hearts, my dearest;

Things that beat.

It might interest you to know

I haven't seen my heart for several weeks.

Would you know anything about that?

I am thinking of words, darling;

Things that reveal.

You will know that this is due

To the fact that you give me so many pretty sentences

That I'm scared of disremembering the sweetness.

I am thinking of real love, man;

The thing that lasts. 

Can you tell me exactly how you experience adoration?

Your eyes shine like jasper stars in a clear night

When you see your due desire.